Terror Sutra (or why do we always realize too late that it’s too late?)

To Richard Fariña

Monkey-Demon Monkey-Demon
where are you?
Here I am Here I am
right behind you

EL SEBBO PSYCHEDELICO

2 responses to “Terror Sutra (or why do we always realize too late that it’s too late?)”

Mimi woz cute dude. djn

Against all night
it goes
neither ore
nor ether:
the dice
they threw
away – back
home.

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